Men are fools, Solange thought as she left the house in Tokyo.
A few tears, a sparkle of en eye, the twitch of a hip, and their brains are as easily turned off like an electrical switch.
Haverford was smarter than most, just as blind.
Like the rest, he sees what he wants to see and nothing more.
Nicholai, on the other hand..
Dommage.
What a shame.
lanterns in the breeze
in her mind, darkness and light
darkness and light
*The prose excerpted from Don Winslow's Satori, Grand Central Publishing, June 2011
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